1. Difficult Boy part 03


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: Bountyhunter310, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    heard was Tommy declaring, &#034Amen!&#034 After Pastor Mike had gone, promising to come again(pun intended?), Gretchen had gone off to the gym for an intense workout and a good long think. As she punished her body, she pondered the problem she had created by sl**ping with her young son. She had created a sex maniac, by all appearances, and there seemed to be no way back. After all, you cannot put the toothpaste back in the tube, or in this case, the semen back in the penis. Finally the only solution she could come up with: make it work for you. She went home with the beginnings of a plan in her head. First step: test the efficacy of her stratagem. It was time to start dinner when she arrived back home. Tommy greeted her arrival with an insolent grin, all but daring her to bring up the incident with the preacher. Instead, she greeted him sweetly and asked what he wanted for supper. That in itself threw him a bit, and he tried to get a rise out of her by requesting the same meal as last night: steak and fries. He knew she hated to have the same thing two nights in a row, but she merely smiled pleasantly and went off to the kitchen. When she called him to the table and put his plate before him, he gave it a disgusted look. Along with his steak and fries, she'd served him up a generous helping of steamed broccoli. He wrinkled his nose with distaste. &#034I hate broccoli!&#034 &#034You've never tried broccoli,&#034 she corrected mildly. She gently guided him to his chair, ...
    letting her palms rub over his chest as she bent over him and whispered into his ear, &#034you might just like it.&#034 He gave her a puzzled look as she slid into her own seat. &#034I don't like it,&#034 he reiterated, picking up his spoon and pushing the vegetable to the edge of his plate so it couldn't contaminate his precious steak and fries. Gretchen shrugged nonchalantly, as if she didn't care either way. She watched him dig in like the hungry wolf that was a teenaged boy. She went straight for her own broccoli, making appreciative sounds like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted. Tommy kept glancing askance at her, wondering what she was up to. When her modest portion was finished, she leaned closer to him and speared a small piece off his plate with her own fork. &#034Well I might as well eat yours,&#034 she murmurred breathily as her other hand went under the table to rest lightly on his upper thigh. &#034If you don't want it?&#034 &#034Go ahead,&#034 he answered suspiciously. She leaned back, removing her hand from his leg. She slowly raised the morsel to her mouth and let her pink tongue dart out to receive it, pleased to note that his eyes followed it all the way. She chewed slowly, savoring the flavor, then leaned forward to spear another. Once again her hand went to his thigh, even higher. This time she even gave a little squeeze as she looked him seductively in the eye. &#034Sure you don't want any?&#034 He frowned at the offered bite and shook his head. Gretchen ...
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